It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles zipped by I recognized that I was unpleasant sometimes but at others I was delighted and practically giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was actually going on up until much later on after she returned from St. Louis.

The week that Jan was gone was a nerve-wracking one as I had so much work to catch-up on. I needed to keep our family and friends at bay and not divulge that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. I likewise was continuously randy as I pictured the hotwife activities that Jan was doing while she was alone with Steve far from house. I thought continuously about her naked body being penetrated by Steve and hopefully his buddy's difficult dicks. We had actually limited communication at the time just a brief text every day and just one short however doing not have in details telephone call about her prolonged getaway.

This was almost a completely various woman than the one I had actually left behind in St. Louis just a week back. She had on a summer season dress that looked like it ought to be used as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell midway between her knees and her hips. As I held her I might not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass.

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